t
silence as to the arrival of the telegram. He burned it, in case of
accidents, with his own hand, in his own room.

Rising the next day and looking out of his window, Sir Patrick saw
the two young people taking their morning walk at a moment when
they happened to cross the open grassy space which separated the two
shrubberies at Windygates. Arnold's arm was round Blanche's waist, and
they were talking confidentially with their heads close together.
"She is coming round already!" thought the old gentleman, as the two
disappeared again in the second shrubbery from view. "Thank Heaven!
things are running smoothly at last!"

Among the ornaments of Sir Patrick's bed room there was a view (taken
from above) of one of the Highland waterfalls. If he had looked at the
picture when he turned away from his window, he might have remarked that
a river which is running with its utmost smoothness at one moment may be
a river which plunges into its most violent agitation at another; and he
might have remembered, with certain misgivings, that the progress of a
stream of water has been long since likened, with the universal consent
of humanity, to the progress of the stream of life.

FIFTH SCENE.--GLASGOW.

CHAPTER THE TWENTY-NINTH.

ANNE AMONG THE LAWYERS.

ON the day when Sir Patrick received the second of the two telegrams
sent to him from Edinburgh, four respectable inhabitants of the City of
Glasgow were startled by the appearance of an object of interest on the
monotonous horizon of their daily lives.

The persons receiving this wholesome shock were--Mr. and Mrs. Karnegie
of the Sheep's Head Hotel--and Mr. Camp, and Mr. Crum, attached as
"Writers" to the honorable profession of the Law.

It was still early in the day when a lady arrived, in a cab from the
railway, at the Sheep's Head Hotel. Her luggage consisted of a black
box, and of a well-worn leather bag which she carried in her hand. The
name on the box (recently written on a new luggage label, as the color
of the ink and paper showed) was a very good name in its way, common
to a very great number of ladies, both in Scotland and England. It was
"Mrs. Graham."

Encountering the landlord at the entrance to the hotel, "Mrs. Graham"
asked to be accommodated with a bedroom, and was transferred in due
course to the chamber-maid on duty at the time. Returning to the little
room behind the bar, in which the accounts were kept, Mr. Karnegie
surprised his wife by